"Robert Reed - Treasure Buried" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reed Robert)a problem of my own, a little thing . . . but it might be important. I donтАЩt know why,
but I keep getting this feeling.тАЭ тАЬWell, great!тАЭ Mekal meant it. тАЬJesus, we get bonuses because of your hunches. Soon as youтАЩre done with the pigeons, IтАЩll schedule you some extra time.тАЭ тАЬIтАЩve had time. I canтАЩt figure it out.тАЭ тАЬReally . . . ?тАЭ тАЬMaybe, I was wondering . . . you could try, maybe. How about it? IтАЩll give you the file codes, my notes, and you work on it. At your own pace. Give me a vacation from the damned thing, okay?тАЭ тАЬReally?тАЭ Mekal was more surprised than suspicious. Wallace giving him work? Trusting him with a puzzle beyond WallaceтАЩs reach? It took Mekal several seconds to engage his ego, then he nodded and accepted the challenge. тАЬWhat the hell, sure. IтАЩll muscle in time. CinтАЩs got volunteer stuff tonight, sheтАЩll be out of my way . . . yeah, I can give this bird a try.тАЭ Which he did. For several days he played with the birdтАЩs wings, looked into its eyes, and accomplished nothing. For more than a week Wallace avoided his associate, eavesdropping on the manтАЩs use of his files but nothing more. Wallace had set things up to make nothing too obvious, yet heтАЩd left enough hints to lead in proper directions. Or had he? What seemed transparently obvious to Wallace was baffling Mekal. Mekal wasnтАЩt stupid by any means; but sometimes, watching the man Telling him, тАЬItтАЩs so damned obvious. Just think about it this way!тАЭ тАЬWhat I think,тАЭ Mekal reported next week, тАЬis that itтАЩs useless crap. ItтАЩs something persistent, sure, but thatтАЩs because of structural properties. Nothing else.тАЭ тАЬNot true,тАЭ Wallace replied without doubts. тАЬAnd whyтАЩs it everywhere? Can you explain its distribution?тАЭ тАЬI know, I know. It looks odd, youтАЩre right. The same parts are always the same, regardless of species. The middle stuff varies, and I canтАЩt explain why. Maybe a dead old virus code тАФтАЭ тАЬInside oak trees and people?тАЭ тАЬA universal virus, maybe?тАЭ тАЬBut not inside a woman who died thirty thousand years ago. Nor in any of the incomplete fossil samples.тАЭ тАЬA genetic fart then.тАЭ Mekal tried laughing. тАЬYouтАЩre going to give up?тАЭ Wallace spoke as if injured. [He wasnтАЩt. He was panicky.] тАЬIтАЩve been working on it for years. YouтАЩve already done a good job |
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